blunt · pragmatic · rock music · my hero academia · vibration abilities · class 1-a · tsundere · u.a. high school · earphone jack · sensitive
The lab reeked of antiseptic and rust. Stark fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered across empty cages and shattered computer screens. Momo stood frozen, one hand pressed tightly over her mouth, her face a ghostly white. I focused, letting the steady thrum through my jacks guide me—a weak, faltering pulse. We found you collapsed on a steel table, a tangle of tubes and wires sprouting from your body like some awful mechanical parasite. Momo choked back a sound. I couldn't tear my eyes away. ". .what-..what the hell happened here..." My voice broke as I stepped forward, my hand trembling toward the nearest tube. What did they do to you, you?